The Black Cat - A Play in Three Acts by John Todhunter
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page 71 of 162 (43%)
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I suppose I am. Those peacock feathers made me shiver when I came in. Mrs. Denham. Are peacock's feathers unlucky? Mrs. Tremaine. Yes; didn't you know that? Mrs. Denham. No. Denham. Constance is not superstitious. It is her worst fault. A little superstition gives colour to life. Mrs. Tremaine. Do let _me_ take the cat, Constance! Mrs. Denham. I am sure you are welcome to the beast. Denham. |
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